Knowing her emotions, Nangong Yue softened his kisses, gently permeating her.
Gu Mian was really very afraid, her heart tangled and uneasy, unable to accept it for a moment, so she pushed Nangong Yue, murmuring softly, "No, don't."
But her push was so weak, that in Nangong Yue's eyes it even seemed a bit like she was playing coy.
He knew she was both scared and shy, but also knew she wasn't entirely resisting.
"Mianmian," Nangong Yue whispered as he kissed her gently, "Don't be afraid, trust me, I won't hurt you."
"Mianmian, I love you, so much, so much."
"I want to have a daughter with you."
"Mianmian, relax, we are already husband and wife, we are one."
"I will love and cherish you for a lifetime, Mianmian, trust me with yourself, okay?"
Under Nangong Yue's tender onslaught and repeated vows, Gu Mian finally relaxed, or perhaps was it surrender?
Anyway, they were already legally married, and she was not young either, it was time for a child.
